Locks that required no keys are now opened by the sound of a person’s voice. A Compact unit with a built-in microphone that you can’t even begin to see, and almost not even imagine, is installed near the door. The unit is programmed to respond only to the owner’s voice. To open the lock, the person punches in the ID number and says a password. In less than a blink of the eye, the unit determines whether the voice is the right one, and if it is…

OPENS THE DOOR–Abracadabra!

What makes this sort of lock workable and secure is that people’s voices are as individual as fingerprints. No one trying to imitate the owners voice will be able to fool the unit, because individual voice patterns just cannot be duplicated. It also won’t respond to a recording; it can distinguish a real voice from a recorded one.

Real Sci-fy stuff, huh?

Here’s the REALdeal. . .

the person whose voice sounds differently because of a cold or the like, is in no danger of being locked out. Distinctive voice patterns remain.

As you can imagine, this brief video was posted on YouTube by Dan Zaleski and has received well over 3 million views in less than a week. The orangutan at the Barcelona Zoo just couldn’t resist monkeying around when he saw this lame trick of placing a chestnut in a Styrofoam cup, putting the lid on, shaking it up, quickly dumping it before Dan removes the lid and shows the bewildered little fella an empty cup. The orangutan paused ever so briefly before reacting in the best possible way–throwing his head back, opening his mouth, laughing wildly and falling back in disbelief, legs high in the air.

Maybe you question if he was laughing at the actual trick or the lameness of it. . . ?

Well. . .

I’ll be a monkey’s uncle

and I usually am. . .

W E

all usually are when it comes to

Communication.

Who would have thought that a really bad

magicians trick

would have caused such a laugh-a-thon for an amused orangutan?

If only, huh?

If only we’d spend half as much energy trying to

amuse

connect

communicate

convey

interact

unite

link

reach

each other. . . .

Usually what’s

N O T

S A I D

S H O U T S

T H E

L O U D E S T !

I remember reading an interview with Jane Goodall, the world renowned Primatologist.

She was asked if chimps have emotions.

She said something like,

“. . .well they don’t have human emotions because they aren’t human. They have Chimp emotions which are just as real and might be human-like in many cases. . . .”

Are last names don’t end with Houdini, or Copperfield, or even Anderson–as in Rob who is featured in the video.

But…even if we’re not professional magicians, or even not so professional, or at the very, very least, a bad magician we all still have a M A G I C about us that can undeniably be shared and benefited.

She’s not yet 7 although it’s just within days. Stella was doing one of her absolute favorite things to do in the Summer: Swim!

One of her favorite perks of Swimming at the Pool is BREAK TIME…Fifteen Minutes every hour. . .AKA: CONCESSION STAND TIME.

Stella is a magician who probably will never play in Vegas or even in a Backyard Fair. Part of her MAGIC is making friends, drawing them in and playing with kids who have no one else to really play. She had met a ‘Friend’ since the last CONCESSION STAND TIME.

Stella went to her grandmother to get money for CONCESSION STAND TIME and was asked to bring back the change. She bought a Pretzel with Cheese Dip and on the way back her new friend said she was hungry and asked if she could have money to buy a snack.

W A T C H I T…it’s that slight of hand that often never gets noticed, but where all the Magic takes place.

Stella gave her the change she had left…all $5.00 of it.

M A G I C….

But this Magic was quickly fleeting. As soon as Stella returned with her snack and WITHOUT CHANGE, her grandmother didn’t yell at her or make fun of her, in fact, she actually praised her by saying what a kind thing she had done, but her sister and friends DIDN’T. They told her how wrong to give a comptete stranger any money, let alone, $5.00. They even wanted ‘the friend’ pointed out so they could go and put her in her place and get the GIFT/MAGIC back…it was too late…the MAGIC, like a Vapor vanished quickly…it usually does if not protected, nurtured, celebrated.

The Abracadabra left quicker than the lingering smoke of a blown out candle.

COMPASSION doesn’t ask, “WHERE’S THE MAGIC?”

COMPASSION just wonders, OUT LOUD, “AM I STEALING OR SHARING THE MAGIC?”

COMPASSION doesn’t require an answer but won’t cover up the reply.

COMPASSION just like MAGIC means very little and in fact, are just words!

COMPASSION and MAGIC come through in vivid, living color, only when they become VERBS–

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